The Weight

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Slowly but surely I get up

Only to be pushed back down

Words cut across my skin, leaving an imprint behind

Scars litter my body

No fond memories of them

The weight of these words take a toll on my body

Weak and frail it turns

Unable to hold the weight anymore

Bones will break

My limits have been pushed

I fall down again unable to get up

The weight pushes me down

On the ground I am lying all alone

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